So, I have had a killer headache for two weeks. Then on Saturday night, I got this weird bump on my forehead. By Sunday, there were two bumps. By Monday, there was also a bump on my eyebrow. These suckers HURT. Then this morning, two more on my forehead. Selam said, “would it hurt your feelings if I said the bumps are kind of ugly.”
I called the doctor, went in and shingles.
So I am supposed to avoid anyone who hasn’t had chicken pox, or the chicken pox vaccine.
Yippee yay. Have I mentioned I’m a girl scout leader?
Just to kick it up a notch, a month ago, they ran a titer of Selam’s blood, to check to see if she had measles as an infant (long story). Anyway, the results of the titer were that not only did she not have measles as an infant, she also shows no evidence of having had the vaccines. twice. (Once in Ethiopia, once here), and we don’t know if she is just resistant to Measles, or if she’s resistant to all vaccines.
Have you met my daughter? Miss touchy, snuggly, touch mommy at all times? So basically, she has been exposed to chicken pox. I guess we’ll know in 10 days if the vaccine worked.
I can’t figure out what to do about Girl Scouts on Thursday.
Or preaching on Sunday.
I feel like preaching is more safe than scouts, since they are adults who can be expected not to touch me. (Sermon is already written).
I am worried about the shingles getting into my eye. Ew.
So, anyway, since today was a vacation day and all, I started to work on cleaning out my closet, which were/are really, really really bad. I got about half done before I was just totally zonked. So now I have a half cleaned closet (am I the only one for whom cleaning a closet involves creating huge piles of mess all over the room?)
So I decided to go get Selam at after school program. In order to do that, I tried to grab my phone, keys and wallet.
Can’t find phone.
Get my work cell phone (which is being turned off any minute, but miraculously still works), call myself.
I can hear the buzzing but can’t locate it.
I keep walking around, looking for the source of the buzz.
When I’m in the kitchen, it sounds like it’s in the kitchen, but I can’t quite find it.
Living room, same thing.
Yes, I called myself 8 times.
Everywhere I went the buzzing was close by but I couldn’t find the phone.
How is this possible, that in every. single. room. the phone sounds close but not quite there.
It was in my hoody pocket.
Tomorrow will be a better day.